Le Maitre told him he was going to Bellay by desire of the bishop, that he might superintend the music during the Easter holidays, and that he proposed returning that way in a few days.

To support this tale, I told a hundred others, so naturally that M.Reydelet thought me a very agreeable youth, and treated me with great friendship and civility.

We were well regaled and well lodged: M.Reydelet scarcely knew how to make enough of us; and we parted the best friends in the world, with a promise to stop longer on our return.

We found it difficult to refrain from laughter, or wait till we were alone to give free vent to our mirth: indeed, even now, the bare recollection of it forces a smile, for never was waggery better or more fortunately maintained.

This would have made us merry during the remainder of our journey, if M.le Maitre (who did not cease drinking) had not been two or three times attacked with a complaint that he afterwards became very subject to, and which resembled an epilepsy.
These fits threw me into the most fearful embarrassments, from which I resolved to extricate myself with the first opportunity.
According to the information given to M.Reydelet, we passed our Easter holidays at Bellay, and though not expected there, were received by the music--master, and welcomed by every one with great pleasure.